Chapter 70

Qian Ye performed a light flip, landing ten meters away, and coldly watched the werewolf thrashing on the spot, trying to make a final desperate attack. However, the werewolf's nervous system was already completely damaged, and every movement was off balance, unable to catch Qian Ye. After struggling for a while, it fell to the ground with a thud and could no longer get up.

Qian Ye slowly walked back, picked up his 'Assault Hand,' and continued walking deeper into the cave. After just a few steps, he suddenly stopped and then his whole body trembled. He suddenly realized that what he had just done was not his usual fighting style!

Unarmed... tearing... living flesh and blood! This was clearly the method used by powerful vampires when slaughtering werewolves!

Qian Ye suddenly trembled, a shiver from the depths of his soul.

At this moment, Qian Ye felt an unprecedented confusion, unsure whether he was human or a vampire. If he had to become a vampire, he would rather end his life immediately.

Even when his life was on the brink of being tainted by black blood, he had never been so afraid.

This was not about interests, but about faith.

After a brief pause, Qian Ye continued walking deeper into the werewolf cave. Regardless of whether he would become a true vampire, he had to complete this mission first.

The forks in the path increased, resembling a maze. However, Qian Ye's momentum remained as swift as the wind, neither hesitating nor slowing down. He had participated in nearly ten werewolf extermination operations while in the Red Scorpion, and was very familiar with the layout of such caves. With just a few clues, he could find the correct path.

Along the way, he eliminated a few more werewolves.

Even when these human-like creatures transformed into their furry combat forms, Qian Ye still rushed forward, tearing them apart with his bare hands. After several times, he gave up struggling and completely followed his combat instincts, choosing the most efficient way to end the fight quickly.

At this point, Qian Ye had already discovered that the information Yu Yingnan obtained about the werewolf den was somewhat inaccurate. The strength of the tribal warriors was slightly stronger than expected. If there was any delay, the assault would turn into a delivery of food.

Suddenly, Qian Ye rushed into a large hall.

This hall was wider than any of the previous caves. In the center was an altar, on which a wooden totem was placed, surrounded by heavy black mist.

Around the altar, several elderly werewolves were gathered.

At this moment, a faint yellow mist was spreading in the hall, which was the residual effect of the power agent from other tunnels or air vents. Although it had become much thinner by the time it reached here, its effects had not disappeared. The werewolf elders were constantly sneezing in the mist, clearly uncomfortable, but had no intention of leaving.

Qian Ye suddenly rushed into the hall, and the four werewolf elders turned their heads in surprise. The two quickest to react had already prepared to pounce, but the pale yellow mist interfered with their movements, causing just a slight delay in their breathing.

In a life-or-death situation, even the slightest error was unacceptable.

Qian Ye maintained his high speed and leaped gracefully, crossing half the hall in a single bound, landing dangerously close to the werewolf elders. In mid-air, he changed his posture, and upon landing, he knelt, raised his 'Assault Hand,' and steadily pulled the trigger.

A self-made power bullet flew out of the barrel, directly shattering the head of one of the werewolf elders.

Qian Ye frantically channeled power, and the 'Assault Hand' glowed with a bright yellow light, almost piercing through the metal barrel as the power array was pushed to its limit. The second power bullet was then fired, a yellow light mixed with a red thread heavily struck the left chest and shoulder of another charging werewolf elder.

Although there was still one power bullet in the gun, there was no time to fire it, as the third werewolf elder had already pounced from above. Qian Ye, undaunted by the disadvantageous position, pressed his left hand on the ground, and his body suddenly sprang up, colliding with the werewolf elder with full force, and both were thrown back.

While still in the air, Qian Ye shot the spike he obtained from Yeto, which embedded itself in the fourth werewolf elder.

The werewolf elders who were hit by the power bullet and the spike initially did not care about these minor injuries, and one even transformed into its wolf form. However, after a few steps, they suddenly fell to the ground, convulsing and unable to get up.

Qian Ye was greatly relieved, realizing that the blood energy in his self-made power bullets had a killing effect on werewolves, which was good news. The poison on the spike from Yeto was also highly effective against werewolves, but after this use, the toxicity would likely have dissipated.

The werewolf elder who was thrown back by Qian Ye shook his head, quickly recovering from the dizziness, growled, bared his fangs, and pounced on Qian Ye again!

Qian Ye grabbed his 'Assault Hand,' rapidly charged it, and calmly fired the last power bullet.

The werewolf elder's claws were about to reach Qian Ye's head but were hit by the power bullet in the abdomen, and he was immediately thrown back by the force.

This shot was not fatal, but it temporarily incapacitated him.

Qian Ye pulled the bolt, and his self-made power bullets were all used up. This time, he loaded the power bullet from Yu Yingnan. However, he did not fire a follow-up shot at the werewolf elder but instead grabbed the totem and ran.

In the sacrificial hall, the werewolf elder howled in extreme grief. However, Qian Ye did not care about his emotions and quickly returned along the original path. When he heard the rapid and dense footsteps, he turned a corner and threw two power agent hand grenades behind him.

The pale yellow mist immediately covered the passage behind Qian Ye, with double the effect. Several werewolves who turned the corner and discovered the trap could not stop in time, rushing into the mist and immediately emitting agonized cries, rolling on the ground. The agent was extremely lethal to the werewolves' sensitive noses in the narrow, enclosed space.

At this time, at the outer edge of the wolf den, at the nearest three-way intersection, Yu Yingnan, Yang Tian, and Li Lunzhe were back-to-back, fighting the werewolves that kept rushing out of the cave.

They had already piled up over a dozen werewolf corpses at their feet, seemingly achieving significant results, but their gunpowder and power bullets were all used up, and the remaining power was needed for close combat, so they all switched to melee weapons.

Yu Yingnan wore a pair of finger guards with spikes, and her armor on her knees and elbows was also equipped with spikes, adopting a fierce and brutal melee style. Yang Tian held a short knife, with a delicate and intricate fighting style, but each pounce caused blood to spurt from a werewolf. Li Lunzhe was relatively conventional.

"Smoke grenade!" Yu Yingnan shouted, her combat style being the most aggressive, restraining the majority of the werewolves and thus bearing the greatest pressure.

Yang Tian quickly threw a smoke grenade and called out, "This is the last one!"

"Damn it! We can't hold out much longer. Where is Qian Ye?" Li Lunzhe couldn't help but shout.

"He just went in and should not have reached the sacrificial hall yet! Based on the previous information, it will take at least ten minutes to explore the wolf den and rush out. We must hold on for at least ten more minutes, or he will be dead!" Yang Tian replied.

Among the present, he was the expert in dealing with werewolves, but his personal combat strength was relatively weak.

"Ten minutes! We can barely hold on for five minutes!" Li Lunzhe shouted.

"We must wait for Qian Ye! Even if we all die here, we must wait for him to come out!" Yu Yingnan's firm attitude ended the argument.

A hint of malice flashed in Li Lunzhe's eyes. He vented his frustration on the werewolf in front of him but couldn't help glancing at Yu Yingnan's back.

Li Lunzhe suddenly burst out, roaring and stabbing the werewolf's chest and abdomen several times! Blood splattered all over his face, and in the werewolf's dying scream, Li Lunzhe's eyes turned red. No one heard him repeatedly saying in his heart, "If I can't have you, no one else will!"

Li Lunzhe released the werewolf's corpse and sprang up, suddenly losing balance and stumbling toward Yu Yingnan.

Yu Yingnan sensed Li Lunzhe's abnormality, quickly stepped back, and supported his body with her back, asking urgently, "Are you okay?"

"I..." Li Lunzhe panted, seemingly injured, but his hand was already gripping the cleaver!

At this moment, Qian Ye rushed out of the wolf den like the wind, shouting, "Got the totem! Let's go!"

His voice echoed loudly, reverberating through the stone walls and spreading far.

Yang Tian exclaimed, "So fast! He shouldn't have reached the sacrificial hall yet..."

Qian Ye rushed straight to the exit, not engaging the werewolves blocking his path. Using his momentum and brute force, he knocked them all back and quickly burst out of the wolf den!

Qian Ye turned in mid-air and threw the last smoke grenade into the wolf den.

In the mist, several pursuing werewolves tumbled out of the cave. Qian Ye's power rifle then continuously fired, with three power bullets and one mithril bullet taking down four werewolves. He then ran sideways, channeling power into his 'Assault Hand' and firing two more shots.

This time, his luck ran out, and the two attempts to infuse blood energy failed. The ordinary power bullets, though less powerful, were still enough to injure the last werewolf.

Qian Ye threw the 'Assault Hand' over his shoulder and charged at the werewolf, already pulling out his hand axe.

When the injured werewolf prepared to fight, Qian Ye's entire body collided with him. The werewolf, as if hit by a small hill, staggered backward. The battle axe then fell, splitting the werewolf's head open!

After killing this werewolf, Qian Ye felt extremely exhausted, wanting to lie down and sleep. He knew this was a sign of excessive physical strain and immediately pulled out a syringe from his pocket, removed the cap, and injected the contents into his neck.

As the medicine entered his body, a burning heat quickly spread throughout, and Qian Ye instantly felt invigorated. This was a military-grade stimulant, which he had privately formulated. The stimulant's effects could last for half an hour, enough to temporarily get Qian Ye out of danger, but the subsequent weakness would be very uncomfortable.

Qian Ye then joined up with Yu Yingnan and the others, following the marked path through the valley and rushing out. Behind them, werewolves continued to emerge from the den, chasing after them.

---

**End of Chapter**